The boys looked at her, Castiel with his head tilt, and the Winchesters, like she was crazy.
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Gabriel lost his memory, so I gave him a fake one to replace it. I made a pocket universe that we can go to until Gabriel remembers. All I'm missing is five of the people, all of witch, are on this building." She explained, crawling over the back of the couch so she could sit on it.
"A pocket universe? Like Gabriel used to make? We thought only he could do that." Dean said, looking over at her as Castiel started to pace. She rolled her eyes and appeared before Sam. He was the only one who wasn't questioning her. She put her palm om his forehead, pushing the new memories in, but mot removing the old ones. She looked into his past, slightly suppressing the bad memories, and helping him remember the good, specifically making sure to completely clear one of his mother's face. He gasped when she pulled her hand back, and she ducked as Dean took a swing at her.
He started yelling, and trying to throw some more punches, but it would've only hurt him. "What the fuck did you do to him you bitch!" He yelled, Sam slightly in shock. "If you fucking hurt him I'll fucking ki-" He got cut off by Sam's enormous hand over his mouth, but she walked over and slapped him, knocking him off balance, and sending him falling into the couch, knocking it over backwards.
"I gave him memories so he doesn't fuck it up like you inevitably will you douche!" she yelled back at him, shattering every single glass thing in the whole house. She clenched her hands at her sides and took a deep breath as he stood up, knowing that there would be a bruise on his face. She 'owned her eyes and looked at Cas.
"Can I?" she asked the other angel, holding out her hand slightly. He nodded and she pressed her hand to his forehead, but he stayed completely still. Shelled her hand back when she was done, and he smiled like a college kid. He was going through the memories, undoubtedly. She gave him Dean's too. "Give those to that dickbag by the couch" she told him.
She flicked her hand to the side, fixing everything that broke, and hid the bruise from everybody except for the people standing in the living room at that moment. Once dean had the memories, she made herself, and everybody in the room look younger. Sam to 18, Dean to 23, Cas to 19, and herself to seventeen. She changed their clothes, the boys ending up in t-shirts, and herself ending up in a pair of dark, ripped skinny jeans, and a loose blue crop top that said 'love' in gold letters, layered over a skin-tight gold tank top.
She made Gabriel younger too, aging him down to a 22. He was surprisingly kind of attractive. She walked in and unfroze him. He smiled at her, and got off the stool, and she threw them into her new universe, this being his house. She activated the boy's false memories, and hoped they played, along well enough.
